*pinches self* Y’all, I’ve been keeping this secret since NOVEMBER, and I still can’t believe this is my life

Ya know, I used to hate living in the most conservative place on earth. But after the election, my last two fucks flew out the window. Now I’m sooo glad I live here. Can you imagine if I lived in a blue state? Not a single person considering me a societal menace? I’d be so sad

“If I get bad press for saying don’t put a homophobic racist in office, then I get bad press for that.” —TS VOTE.

The way I’ve been working through plot holes in this manuscript for two years only deepens my rage for “SOMEHOW Palpatine returned”

Typing up the content warning page for the new project and this thing might have columns 🫣

Growing up I needed more media and literary depictions of cutting people out like a tumor

Part research question, part just curious. Do all Americans measure things in football fields or is that just a Texan thing? Example: that tornado landed about a football field away

I got five offers on my eventual successful manuscript. Still took me 150 rejections, yall. Stay strong.

Am I just using Twitter to vent about the hell that is getting back into dating? Yes, yes I am. I just sat down for the first time after parenting and working my second job all day, and a man texts me to complain about how he’s “dying” because he has a cold 😑

Turning 34 means men start calling you an “older woman” on the dating apps, apparently 👵🏻

Day 3 of substitute teaching: no one will call you out harder and faster on your outgrown roots than a mouthy first grader

When this current project is published, I want everyone to know I wrote it while my children were screaming at me to bring them toilet paper, kiss the bottoms of their feet, or ask me to make them snacks for the 937th time

The autotune would be my new favorite song

Starting word count today: 75,856 Goal is >2k 🤞

I want a future where I can put my library card in my Apple wallet

You can read a dozen self-help books, but nothing can heal you like a story told well.

I love southern settings for stories that have so much heart and darkness and exploration of the broken human psyche. This is what we call Southern Gothic. And I’m thinking…let’s make it fantasy. New project is comin’, y’all.

What if I don’t want love but I also don’t want to bear the weight of capitalism alone?

My dad (aka Doug): I have a character idea for you Me: 😑 Dad: His name is Doug. He has magic powers Me: what are Doug’s magic powers, dad? Dad: …convincing people to put him in their books

Y’all I’m seeing this British girl and she is adorably confused by Texas culture. “Church’s chicken?? Why religion for fast food? I’ll hail Satan as I order it.” 💀💀💀

Am I about to put a chapter of lesbian smut in this book that’s otherwise a MF romantasy? Yes, yes I fucking am